Thunder and Lightning
It's is thundering and lightning outside. I do not know why this bothers me, but it does. I wish that my parents were here, though I don't know why I want that either. I was never the kind to run to mommy and daddy when it was storming outside. I guess thunderstorms always remind me of Freckles; he hated them. He used to come upstairs to my room and get in bed with me when it was thundering. Okay, huge clap of thunder. Scary. Kea almost pissed on herself. Stewey seems unaffected. I guess I will go back to my work now; it is raining, so the storm is probably almost over. Thanks for listening. Have a good day.